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Mar 2015
The heart cries out for relief
but the darkness has a hold of my hand
leading me toward the abyss
The discomfort will never cease
it's written on walls in far away lands
and hell's fury blows me a kiss
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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